Spending this kind of quality time with my child is actually quite fun. Something that we take for granted on a daily, almost hourly, basis is new and exciting to a child who is used to crapping in diapers and then continuing to play with said crap intact.
I don't ever remember teaching my cart or dog (or fish?!) how and where to crap, it seems to be more instinctual. Sure, the cat pisses on the bed occasionally, and while Oscar is most definitely a good boy, he does have his accidents. But I wonder more about this elephant-esque ability to understand something like going potty, and be generally pretty decent at it, without anyone showing them how (or maybe they were shown a few times, I was just not present for said demos).
Poop for thought, as it were. Happy Tuesday.